"Are you Bian Nan?" Qiu Yi laughed and stared at him for a while. "The eldest young master actually said such words, it's a bit magical."

"I am your dear Biannan," Biannan continued to murmur in his ear, "But now you are learning to live, and you feel like you're gone without doing anything this month..."

"So today you don't do anything and you won't get more money," Qiu Yi patted his legs, "Listen to me."

"Then I'll listen to you." Bian Nan nodded. Anyway, Qiu Yi has been able to arrange his family's life for so many years and no one is hungry. Qiu Yan is still so popular.

There are many people in the coffee shop. When I walked in through a small wooden bridge, the various hammock booths in the hall were already full of people.

"College love, I'm catching up with the small garden of the medical school..." Bian Nan was stunned as soon as he came in. There were young couples in the room. Seeing the two men coming in, many people looked at them.

"Let's go outside," Qiu Yi pointed to the floor-to-ceiling windows on the other side of the lake, "I've studied it in advance."

"Aren't you?" Bian Nan looked outside. There was a corridor outside, and there were many people sitting there. But after all, it was a cold outdoors, "You have not recovered from the cold yet!"

"It's not cold, I said I've studied it, come on." Qiu Yi smiled and walked over the side door to the corridor.

Bian Nan had no choice but to follow him.

"How many sirs?" a waiter followed, "Where do you want to sit?"

"It's just two," Qiu Yi pointed to the end of the corridor, "Let's sit there."

"Okay, I'll get you a blanket." The waiter turned and left.

"Damn, blanket?" Bian Nan laughed.

When I walked to the end, I saw a Tatami platform next to the railing. The sunlight shone down from the glass roof of the corridor, covering the platform in full.

There were thick cushions on top of the tata rice, a small table, and two long lazy sofa cushions with backrests were placed on one side, looking like two small beds.

"Hey? It's quite warm," Bian Nan touched it, felt the warm air in his hand, and looked down at the table, and found a stove below, "I said, how did you know that his home has such a place!"

"I checked where I wanted to fall in love outdoors in winter, and I saw that someone said this," Qiu Yi smiled. "I'm still afraid that someone would take it, and I'm afraid that the wind will not stop being too strong today, and the result is quite good."

The waiter quickly brought two blankets. Bian Nan and Qiu Yi took off their shoes and put them on the table. They leaned against the mat and then covered the blanket. There were waves of warm wind blowing around them. It was really... no longer cold.

"Fuck me, I feel so comfortable," Bian Nan tsk, looked up at the sky, turned his face sideways, "Come here and let me kiss you."

"Look back first." Qiu Yi took the dining sign and flipped it slowly.

"Why..." Bian Nan turned around and glanced behind him, "Fuck! Qiu Yi, you did it on the fuck, how could you touch it?"

Behind it is the floor-to-ceiling table in the hall. The people sitting inside can see them just by looking out the window, just like watching TV on a big screen.

Qiu Yi looked down at the dining sign and couldn't stop laughing: "Why are you like this? If you can't act like a hooligan, you'll be anxious."

"In this way, I don't even dare to move!" Bian Nan protested.

"Look at that," Qiu Yi pointed to a young couple sitting in the lake just a few meters away from them, "Will you look at them?"

"Look at what they are doing." Bian Nan glanced at him.

"Then what others are doing if they are fine?" Qiu Yi rang the bell and called the waiter. "Who always twists his neck and looks at others when he is in love."

"Yes," Bian Nan thought for a while, turned his head and looked at him, "I think you haven't seen enough yet."

Qiu Yi felt that sitting here was not as relaxed as he showed. He cared more about other people's gazes than Bian Nan. If it were the past, it would be more serious. He could not even imagine that he would sit here.

But now it is different. Not to mention anything else, this is Valentine's Day. When Bian Nan mentions it, he is very enthusiastic. He doesn't want to leave sneaky memories for the two of them.

What he said to Bian Nan was also for himself.

Biannan ordered a small snack and a plate of fruit, and a cup of hot cocoa: "I like this strong, fragrant and sweet taste."

"I want..." Qiu Yi thought for a while, "this, rice paste."

Bian Nan expressed his displeasure with the rice paste. He was not interested in this thing every time he saw it: "What's so delicious about rice paste? My dad said that when I followed my mother, she always gave me rice paste."

"Do you still remember the taste?" Qiu Yi looked at him with a smile.

"...I don't remember it," Bian Nan also smiled, "Actually, I don't remember what happened before I was taken home. I had an impression of my mother and I went to kindergarten."

"Just remember what happened in the future."

The hot cocoa and the rice paste were brought up together. In order to verify the smell of the rice paste, Bian Nan took it over and tasted it. After being stunned, he pushed the hot cocoa to Qiu Yi: "Why don't we change it."

"...Then let me try it first." Qiu Yi was helpless.

"Have you never eaten it? Then do you order this?" Bian Nan had to push the rice paste in front of him again, "Let you taste it."

"I haven't eaten it before, I think it should be delicious," Qiu Yi took a bite and looked at Bian Nan, "Why do you want another cup of this?"

The two of them had a long time of fun and finally asked the waiter to bring a drink.

Qiu Yi studied it for a while while eating. This thing was made of rice paste and milk, plus a little bit of walnut and peanuts that were very crushed, so it should not be difficult to make.

"I'll try it home and see if I can make it." Qiu Yi said.

"It feels really good to be a chef," Bian Nan snapped his fingers with a smile.

Biannan always feels that the sun can slow down time. On winter days without strong winds, he leans against the lake with a blanket to bask in the sun and chat. This feeling makes him very comfortable.

The pores covered in the sun opened little by little, breathing warmly.

I can think about nothing, I can ignore anything, and I just chat with the people around me.

"I always take me to live like this kind of old man's life. I first drink tea by the lake, and then lie on the kang and eat rice paste..." Bian Nan narrowed his eyes and looked at the sun, "You are really..."

"Then you go play basketball with Luo Yiyang, boy." Qiu Yi said with a smile.

"I'm jealous of you." Bian Nan laughed.

"I really want to become an old man soon." Qiu Yi stretched.

"Why?" Bian Nan turned his head and looked at him.

"When two old men are basking in the sun together, it means that all the obstacles we can't overcome have passed." Qiu Yi also turned his head.

"Are you afraid? If your family knows by then," Bian Nan asked.

"Scared," Qiu Yi said softly, "I'm afraid...but I feel like I can get over by gritting my teeth."

"I feel so too." Bian Nan laughed twice.

The two of them lay until the sun started to set, the wind started to rise, the air became cold, and they got up to settle the bill and slowly swayed to the street.

They had no plans to eat dinner. They wandered around for a long time and finally saw a Western restaurant with dim lights, low music, and jumping candlelights. In Bian Nan's words, it was "It's so suitable to be a hooligan and I'm sorry for not going in."

So they went in and ordered a candlelight dinner for two.

However, the gangster did not play too successfully. On this day, couples all over the world went out, just like a competition to show their love. The candlelight dinner was so good that it was a galaxy effect, and people were all around.

When they came out after dinner, they had some surprises. The table behind them was also two men, and they looked at each other through the candlelight. At first glance, they were not the most depressing buddy who came out to send the lonely bachelor to the most distressing day of the year.

This discovery made Bian Nan feel happy and was having fun all the way.

Qiu Yi didn't think anything was wrong, so he couldn't help but laugh all the way.

When I went to the cinema, I gained more. I saw three pairs sitting on the sofa in the lounge area.

Both of them were a little confused.

Bian Nan has never noticed these things before, so he can only glance at the beauty when he goes out.

Qiu Yi didn't dare to pay attention at all, and he turned a blind eye from his heart to his eyes.

It's Valentine's Day now, let them enter the city like two fellow villagers.

Finally, the two entered the screening room. Before the lights were turned off, Bian Nan leaned on the double locker: "Infrared surveillance is nothing, I don't care about the ray surveillance anymore. Come over and let me take a bite!"

Qiu Yi sat next to him, turned his head and kissed him. When Bian Nan pressed him behind his head and wanted to continue, he smiled and said, "Wait."

"If you don't bring such a person, can you be more dedicated when dating?" Bian Nan stopped.

"I have something to give you," Qiu Yi opened the bag, took out the small iron box from it, and put it on Bian Nan's hand, "I don't know if you like it."

"Damn," Bian Nan was stunned, "There are still gifts?"

"Look." Qiu Yi said.

Bian Nan looked at him, lowered his head and opened the small iron box. After seeing the two pigs hugging each other in the box, he first slapped, and then he held the box and couldn't stop smiling: "Your uncle Qiu Dabao, you have to run someone with a fucking gift!"

"I just like black people." Qiu Yi was also happy.

"Do you want to neutralize your skin color?" Bian Nan tsk, "I'm not afraid of rubbing zebras."

The two of them smirked in their voices for a long time, and the lights in the screening room went out.

Bian Nan stopped laughing and was silent for a moment: "What should I do? I don't have any gifts to give you."

"It's okay," Qiu Yi was hit by him, "Can I order one now?"

"Okay," Bian Nan nodded without thinking, "What do you want?"

"You write a love letter to me," Qiu Yi said in a low voice, "just write it on letter paper, and write it more deeply and the rain is more misty, and write it enough for a thousand words."

"Fuck," Bian Nan was stunned for a minute before turning his head and looking at Qiu Yi with the flashing light on the big screen, "You are going to mess with me. I have never written enough 800 words for the exam composition."

"Just say you should write it or not," said Qiu Yi.

"Write!" Bian Nan gritted his teeth and said, "Write!"

"Are you a hooligan?" Qiu Yi asked with a smile again, "Now."
Chapter completed!